[It sounds like it's going to be a 'no' and that's all he needs to wince. Which, of course, he's also not supposed to do. Stupid, stupid, why did he think he could do this job?
She stumbles over her words and it drags out the moment of waiting for her judgement. He fights to keep his cool, keep up the facade, for Christ's sake, she's paying for this.
He doesn't have to? What, apologize? That can't be right. He doesn't laugh at her cursing this time, his brows knotted. And then, just like that, confusion and surprise wipe his face clean. He blinks.]
Talk? [He repeats, like a fucking idiot.] I don't have a problem with talking to you. It's fine. You're fine. This is your night, right? It would suck if we didn't talk. [Don't say suck, you're an escort.] Unless you'd prefer it from me.
[He takes a slow breath, the smiles, small and encouraging.]
Just... if you're not having a good time, you can always let me know and I'll fix it. [Or at least set her up with a better date and give her her money back.]
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She stumbles over her words and it drags out the moment of waiting for her judgement. He fights to keep his cool, keep up the facade, for Christ's sake, she's paying for this.
He doesn't have to? What, apologize? That can't be right. He doesn't laugh at her cursing this time, his brows knotted. And then, just like that, confusion and surprise wipe his face clean. He blinks.]
Talk? [He repeats, like a fucking idiot.] I don't have a problem with talking to you. It's fine. You're fine. This is your night, right? It would suck if we didn't talk. [Don't say suck, you're an escort.] Unless you'd prefer it from me.
[He takes a slow breath, the smiles, small and encouraging.]
Just... if you're not having a good time, you can always let me know and I'll fix it. [Or at least set her up with a better date and give her her money back.]